Over the Moon

Prince Lune opened the door to his chambers and held it for Twilight Sparkle. She gave him a soft, blushing smile as she entered, her mind inevitably straying to the near future. Lune had invited her to help him "test the equipment" as Pinkie had put it, now that he was truly Lune and not Luna. Twilight had been rather quietly looking forward to this day for most of the year they'd dated, but it was still enough to make her blush just thinking about it. This would be her first time.

Inside, she looked around the lavishly furnished sitting room, all done up in dark wood, with blue upholstery and careful silver accents. "You know, it's kind of odd that I've never been here before."

"I would have invited thee before, but Celestia hath oft encouraged me to go out, rather than find excuses to hide here. And thine own home is most charming—I enjoy visiting it." He smiled down at her. "Though 'twas not the building I found most charming there."

Twilight blushed again.

"Come, it is almost sunset."

Twilight nodded and followed Lune across the sitting room. The bedroom was beyond it, also lushly furnished. A huge, four-poster bed dominated the room, but the other major feature was the rank of shelves that lined the walls, all crammed with books. The sight made Twilight smile—she knew Lune was a pony after her own heart. He was still catching up on a thousand years worth of pony literature, and enjoying every bit of it.

A pair of double doors at the far end of the bedroom opened up onto a balcony. Lune walked out onto it with Twilight following. He seated himself there, and Twilight snuggled up to his side. I think I could get used to how big he is now, she thought as she rested against his warmth. He folded a wing around her and she sighed and nuzzled against his shoulder... which was as high as she could reach. Then again, certain things are going to be kind of awkward.

The last edge of the sun slipped below the horizon. Lune's horn lit as he turned to look at the opposite edge of the sky. The moon's edge appeared. Lune eased it gently up into the sky. The two of them sat in silence for a while after that.

"Perhaps someday I shall teach thee how to raise the moon."

Twilight looked away, a faintly embarrassed flush on her cheeks. "The last time I tried moving the celestial bodies around it didn't go so well."

Lune chuckled gently. "I was scarce more graceful myself, when first I raised the moon, and 'tis mine own destiny. I am sure that with my guidance thou couldst swiftly come to raise it with ease."

"Maybe so. But not tonight." Twilight blushed more, and this time it wasn't exactly embarrassment that turned her cheeks pink. "I think I'll be trying enough new things tonight."

"Indeed." Lune bent his head and planted a soft kiss on Twilight's nose. She smiled and lifted her muzzle to kiss him properly. Her eyes slid closed as she leaned into the kiss. He turned to her, wrapping his hooves around her, holding her against him. When they finally both broke away they were breathing a little faster, and Twilight could feel her heart racing.

"Shall we retire to the bedroom and perform our experiments?" said Lune with a wink.

Twilight nodded and grinned, a little nervously. "Time for science, yes."

Lune led the way into the bedroom and stretched himself out on the bed. It was very big.
So was Lune.

Twilight climbed up beside him, feeling a little bit of trepidation. This would be her first time. And he was... huge. As tall as Princess Celestia, and much more heavily built. It was a little bit intimidating.

Now Twilight, you've never let that sort of thing stop you from doing anything else you really wanted... She pressed herself against Lune and kissed him again. She could do this. The feel of Lune's huge hooves caressing her as they kissed was good. He stroked along her back, pausing to massage at the base of her wings, and she let out a soft moan into the kiss. She wanted to do this. She let her own hooves start to wander, exploring over his sleek fur, caressing his wings too. His wings twitched at her touch and she felt a little trickle of satisfaction at having made him react.

It really is just like a bit of scientific research. Perform an experiment, observe the reaction, refine the hypothesis and… test again. She drew a hoof along the leading edge of his wing. He spread it further, breaking off the kiss as he let out a soft sound of pleasure. She could feel his breath against her hide as he panted, and it was very gratifying.

She nuzzled against him, lifting her head to nip at his ear. That got a louder moan. She also noticed, as she continued to massage his wing, that Lune was having another reaction. There was something quite warm emerging, brushing against her legs. Unfortunately, given their size difference, when she was nibbling his ear she was too far up to really reach it. She considered this problem. Eventually she might have to do something else, but for now she had an idea. Her horn lit and she ran a touch of magic along Lune's emerging length.

He gasped. "Ah, Twilight..."

She kissed him again, silencing him as she explored him with her magic. His stallionhood was firm, hot, and quite large. He squirmed and moaned into the kiss with each touch. It was definitely gratifying, even thrilling, to make him respond like that. She wanted to do more. But how? What?

She broke off the kiss. Lune buried his muzzle against the side of her neck, his hooves holding her tight, his chest heaving against her as he panted. "Twilight... I want thee." A shudder went through him. "Oh how I want thee! Yet I fear I may hurt thee..."

"Lune. Don't worry. I'm sure we can make this work."

"But thou art so small... And I have ne'er made love as a stallion."

"This is my first time too, love. But it's all right. Here. I have an idea." Twilight pulled back from his embrace. Lune let her go, looking at her with hopeful lust. "Roll onto thy back," said Twilight. Lune nodded and rolled over. Twilight could now see the member she'd been stroking. She'd never seen one standing at attention before, except in textbook illustrations and a few less technical works she'd borrowed from Pinkie Pie. She reached out a hoof and gently ran it along the black-skinned length. Lune groaned. Twilight licked her lips. She definitely wanted it. Her own groin was aching with need at the thought.

"Right. I'll just get myself situated." She climbed on top of him, straddling him. "This way I can take it slow, and thou canst not hurt me on accident," she said, smiling down at him.

Lune smiled back and raised a hoof, running it over her mane. "Thou art wise as well as beautiful."

Twilight felt herself blushing again. She shifted a little, and felt Lune's cock twitch beneath her. Enjoying that feeling, she shifted again, rocking her hips against him. He groaned softly. She half-closed her eyes, moving, trying to find the angle that felt best. Her labia were rubbing against him, and soon she found the spot she wanted, her clit rubbing too, grinding against his hot length. It was slick now as well, her juices dripping down onto his cock as she rocked back and forth. She let out a low moan of her own at the sensation.

It felt so good she almost wanted to just do that, to continue to rub against him until the need that burned in her was satisfied. But she wanted more. She lifted herself, using her magic again to position his member. She pressed the head of it against her entrance. Lune shuddered under her and let out another moan. The head of his cock felt enormous against her.
It couldn't possibly go in.

She needed it to go in.

She squirmed, spreading her moisture on it, trying to somehow find the right angle. She pressed herself against it, panting hard, and finally the tip pushed slowly into her.

She gasped. Lune gasped with her. She stopped there, panting, feeling stretched almost to the point of pain, yet it felt good; so very good. "Ah Twilight..." said Lune breathlessly.

"Lune..." She squirmed again, pushing down further onto him.

"Oh... Oh sweet moon and stars," he moaned. Spurred on by that, Twilight pushed down more, taking him deeper, until her hips were pressed to his and she could go no further. It felt incredible. She started to rock her hips, moving slowly up and down atop him. That felt even better.

"Ah Twilight! Thou... I... If thou shouldst continue, I do not think I can hold back much longer. Ohh..."

Twilight couldn't help it, she giggled. It was a delighted, wicked sort of giggle. He sounded so completely, helplessly overwhelmed. She had done that to him. She looked down at him, his huge form beneath her, the god of the moon himself, veritable putty in her hooves. "So if I keep doing this...?" she said teasingly, moving herself back and forth on him.

"Oh yes... yes... ahhh..." He put his hooves to her hips, clutching at her, shuddering beneath her. She tried squeezing him with her inner muscles, a trick she had once read about, and he gasped and began to move his own hips, his hooves pulling her down as he thrust up into her, his worry about hurting her forgotten.

She squeezed again, tensing, feeling the aching need that had been temporarily satisfied by the feel of him inside her rising again. She tensed more, clamping her thighs around him as he thrust, pushing herself down onto each stroke. She wanted her own pleasure, but even more than that she wanted to drive him to his, to make him come whether he was ready to or not.

Suddenly Lune's hooves pulled her down harder, hard enough to actually hurt a little as his cock pushed deeper still within her. He grunted, a more intense shudder going through him, and she felt his cock pulsing in her as he came, filling her with his seed.

She moaned. It felt good. Very, very good. Not quite good enough though; the thing that had been building in her ebbed as Lune's thrusts stopped and he relaxed, panting beneath her.

Twilight sat atop him, also panting, and though she hadn't quite gotten all the way to climax, she still felt an incredible satisfaction fill her. The effect she'd had on Lune had been absolutely thrilling. She wanted to find more things to do to him, to find ways to make him feel even more intensely than he had this time.

She also, however, wished he were a little thinner. Her hips were aching from straddling him. Reluctantly she slid off of him to lie beside him, feeling a flood of sticky goo covering both their lower regions as she did so.

Lune let out a deeply contented sigh. "That... was... wonderful."

Twilight chuckled. "It was also a bit messy."

"Ah, allow me." Lune's horn lit and his magic began to gently clean them both off. Twilight smiled, then let out a little gasp at the warm touch of it brushed against her clit. Lune smiled. "I suspect that thou hast not yet reached thy crisis."

"Uh..."

"I shall attend to that. Lie back, please."

Twilight smiled and rolled over onto her back, and Lune curled himself up at the foot of the bed, his head by her haunches. He blew a soft, warm breath across her labia, making Twilight shiver. He bent his head and ran his tongue along her folds, up to her clit. Twilight gasped at the sensation as Lune's tongue lapped there. It felt even better than rubbing against him had.

A brush of a different sort of warmth against her made her gasp again, and then moan, as a thick rod of magic slid into her. Lune continued to lick slowly, and Twilight put a hoof to the back of his head, stroking the tingling strands of his starry mane as he pleasured her. She felt that wonderful pressure start to build again. She tensed, clenching around the magic that filled her. Lune chuckled softly and lifted his head. "Is that to thy liking?"

"Oh yes. Don't stop!" Twilight's hoof pushed on the back of his head, wanting more, and he willingly lowered it, resuming his licking. Twilight moaned again, her back arching, her whole body tensing. She was so close!

Her hooves moved restlessly through his mane, twitching and clutching at him as her pleasure built. He kept his head just where it was, his tongue lapping broadly at her while she moaned, tensing harder and harder, straining towards the peak that she knew lay so very close. Then she finally arrived. She let out a cry of bliss, her whole body shaking as the building wave of pleasure at last crashed over her. Lune didn't pause, his magic still filling her, his tongue caressing her through it. Finally she went limp, letting go of his head, panting hard. He lifted it to smile at her, and he too was panting again. "Was that satisfactory?"

"Mmmyeah," said Twilight, rather dazedly.

Lune chuckled softly. A moment later he'd repositioned himself, wrapping his body around hers, one foreleg draped over her. She sighed and snuggled into his embrace. She felt almost like a child, so small next to him, so completely enveloped in his embrace. Though maybe not quite like a child, given what we just did... She giggled at the thought. "I could really get used to that," she murmured.

"So could I."

"I did okay then?" asked Twilight, suddenly feeling worried. That had been her first time, after all.

Lune chuckled again. "Twilight... thou didst far more than 'okay'. That was truly amazing. I could not have asked for a better experience."

Unable to keep from being curious, Twilight had to ask, "Was it different then, I mean from the way making love felt as a mare?"

Lune shrugged, Twilight feeling the gesture more than seeing it. "In truth 'tis been so long since my last lover that I am uncertain. It doth of a surety feel somewhat different, having a male member, but the moment of crisis itself doth not seem much changed. Yet having more than a thousand years between such experiences doth render it difficult to judge."

"I see." Twilight paused. "Wait. You mean you haven't, uh... well... masturbated in all that time either?" She felt a little bit incredulous. That was a very long time.

Lune laughed. "Nay. But recall that during my exile the Nightmare had charge of my body. She was disinterested in such things. After my return at first my own thoughts were far from such matters. Then... well, I shall freely admit that I have entertained certain thoughts of thee during this past year. Yet by then I had begun to feel at home in my illusion. Alas, illusory pleasure is all it could provide—a pale shadow of reality; and dismissing it to pleasure myself whilst in the body I no longer saw as mine... no. I could not do thus. So 'twas easier for me to wait for my change, and for thee. Pleasure with another is much superior to pleasure sought alone in any case."

"I think I can agree heartily with that. Mmm." Twilight still felt a warm glow lingering in her. And though her mind was buzzing with further questions, her body was rather thoroughly worn out. So she let her eyes slide closed and relaxed in Lune's embrace.

The last thing she remembered was the soft brush of his lips as he kissed the top of her head with gentle tenderness.